The Night Lurker

2. The message.

Each morning i wake up knowing that she is gone. My sister, my other half, gone.
A tear escaped from my socket, like a faucet was turned off, but not completely.
"Kendall, youre going to be late for college." My mother. Such a wonderful woman. Looked exactly like Charlie. She has been depressed for as long as I can remember, but it pushed the limits after I took my eyes off of...
She saw my face. Red, the colour looked as if I was blushing, but really, I was trying to hold in the tears, but couldn’t.  She rushed towards me with a cup of water which spilled on my b d sheets. If only I kept my eye on her.  "oh, Kendall, dear, I know. I know. Its hard and heartbreaking but we have to move on some point or another" I looked at her with desgust and grief. how could she say such a thing?  And about her daughter?  "Mum!  I- nothing... "
I turn to the now half of glass of water, and took a panadol with it. it will ease the pain. It will. It- I heard a ding as my mother walked out of my room. I looked at my phone to see a message from a private number.
‘ If you want her back, come and get her... ‘
She is eager to see you!
- Unknown
A tear once again left my eye. It hurt. My heart, my lungs, I couldnt breathe. My stomach was filled with something much more deadlier than butterflies. Like blood draining out my body and exchanging it for poison. what have I done? I have to find her. This is on me. This is all my fault. I started this, now i have to finish it and put an end to this mess. Clean it up I guess.
I start to pack.
Water,food, clothes, phone, no. Dont take it. There wont be any reception and i dont want my mother calling me, even if there were.
As i hurry out of my room, i saw the figure. The thing. I try to shake the image out of my enclosed mind, but all along, it was just a hallucination. I shook my head, it was just Mum.
"Mum i have too-"
She then cut me off.
"I know, K, Im letting you go. Find her. But dont end up missing like her. This was all on you"
Her eyes started to swell.
Peach, red, purple...
Then the tears came.
I tried to tell her otherwise, but what she was saying was true. It wad all me. She left,  but it wasnt her. It was that, thing or whatever it may be. It could just be a person, but it wasnt.
The man, wasn't particularly a man.
It had the body figure of a man,  but the head was the shape of a rabbit.
Ears pointing out, but one drooping to the side and it's fur hitting it's left fuzzy and puffed up cheek. Something was oozing out, but I only focused on the main blur. It was a flash, then it was gone.